The dark, black morning sky.
The cry of a city's fears.
The broken glass like tides of
loss on a river of human tears.
The shock is too severe.
They watch and hold their breath.
The ground begins to shake
from the sound of a world
in a cloud of death.

The bodies fall from the sky.
They fall like unheard prayers.
The angels awake to an army of
innocent souls on heavens stairs.
The wind calls each one's name.
And whispers who's to die.
And everyone who gets
called home forever questions...

(Chorus) x2

I saw it from afar.
I saw the rising cloud.
I saw the world come crashing down.
(and I say)